Gotta run.
Gotta hide.
Gotta get out alive.
Don't let him catch you.
Don't let him even see you.
Don't want to die.
Be diligent..
Be stealthy.
Be quiet.
Say nothing.
Say not a word.
Say goodbye if he finds your hiding spot.
Let him tie you up.
Let him leave.
Let him get distracted with something else.
Get out again.
Get away from him.
Get to someone who can help.
Help.
Help.
Help.
There's no help.
You're gonna die.
You're gonna die.
You're gonna die.
He has you.
He got you.
He's taking you back to his home.
A knife on the table.
A knife in his hand.
A knife against your throat.
He smiles at you.
He presses the knife down.
He likes the whimpers that come out.
Blood.
Blood.
Blood.
There's so much blood.
You're dying.
You're dying.
You're dying.
You're dead....
